Thursday, June 08, 2006
Fast fading roses
Non-lingering words
Scythe be my instrument
Through dreams I now rage
ive been having very weird dreams lately. some very sweet yet some really just weird. like how i got shot in my stomach by an arrow. & i was in school riding a horse when i got attacked. haha sometimes i wonder what all these dreams mean. or that dream i had a couple of days ago. i was in the same lecture theatre as ___. & i owned a car. wah wah wah teresa owns a car sia. haha eh Chloe, hot stuff ah.
im supposed to watch Omen now. i mean, we were supposed to go on 6606. but how freaky is that. i go home myself okay. & you want me to watch Omen on 666 at 2120. you gotta be kidding. i think i'd be singing to myself on my way home. but yes, i'll be watching Omen soon. haha you bet! Damien's so scary man. then my mom was telling me bout the news.
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mom: so many people gave birth on 6th june, wah they so happy somemore
(before i could even reply)
mom: they siao one. that one devil number know. next time your kid must make sure you give birth on a nicer day ah.
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haha its not funny but when she said it, it sounded much funnier than now. okay whatever. i mean wah lao. people even got married today! whats the world coming to.
so i happened to stumble across this lyric website with Dark Tranquility lyrics. i scanned through the lyrics & thought the song might be pretty much okay. SO i downloaded like 5 of them & when i opened it. oh the horror. i could barely hear the lyrics, they were like having major sorethroats, screaming & yelling into the mike. urgh im so disappointed. they had such pretty lyrics. i should have known. look at thier band name. ahh well.
Stand still, look pretty. :D
today's such an unhappening day. i went for Kumar's in the morn & came home to practise my f&n practical. it taste horrible. at least i tried. i think im gonna fail it or rather pass but rather low. okay who actually cares.
Format: J
I'm done. waiting & debating with myself. your signature goodbyes bring more a relief than sadness to me. reality checks for Teresa shall take place just about soon. but, whats real & whats not.
Touch the sky, you? maybe not.
Im not excited. Don't ask why. I dontknow either.
Reaching for the whipping rain,